People Love To Watch You Die Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

People love to watch you die 

And wonderful to tell 

People you have never met 

Claim to know you well 

People love to watch you die 

Dig your dignity 

One guy said 'he's better dead 

Than how he used to be' 

They'll sell the souvenirs 

And the relics of your tears 

They build a little shrine, wait until it shines 

They love to watch you die and you know why 

People love to watch you die 

It gets them sexually 

And then they smoke a cigarette 

And make a cup of tea 

People love to watch you fry 

They love to throw the switch 

They'll either have you crucified 

Or burn you as a witch 

They send bouquets of flowers 

And then stare at space for hours 

They build a little shrine, wait until it shines 

They love to watch you die and you know why 

People love to watch you die 

Then give your family hell 

They call it grief but it's just a relief 

And they know that full well 

People love to watch you drown 

The symbol's what they need 

They'd rather not see you at all 

Than watch your hair recede 

And just to watch your pain 

They'd bring you back to life again 

They build a little shrine, sing you Auld Lang Syne 

They love to watch you die and you know why